CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

          HAZEL

Aurora was with her dancing partner, twirling and gracing the dance floor. 

I cleared my throat, “Shall—we?” I asked, a little hesitantly, my fingers feeling the need to fidget. 

Darius gave his easy smile, and swept me off the floor in a dance. Dancing was new to me. I'd only watched it in movies, thinking it'd be easy to repeat the steps, but no. It was not. 

It was as hard as a beginner walking on seven-inch heels. 

Darius chuckled when I faltered, and went red. 

“Difficult much?” He asked softly, with a smile. 

“Well, maybe. I haven't really danced much, so it's unfamiliar.” I replied, keeping...